An Unplanned Date

[Doc Holliday]

She was half right. His trade trip WAS his off time from the doctor's office. He had no planned date of return but knew he couldn't be gone much longer. His expertise was needed everywhere....Baffin, Theta and Omega 3. He lead by example and didn't expect his staff not to have him around for his work. At least for now, an overnight wouldn't hurt. Besides, the Hawaii was a luxurious place to stay. The waiter returned.

"Sir, your ship has been off loaded. Do you plan to purchase goods before you leave?" he asked.
Doc looked up at him. "Actually, I am quite tired. Do you have a suite I can rent for the night?"
The waiter bowed. "I will go check. Give me a few minutes."

With that, Doc took a bite of his fish. It was delicious. He savored it in his mouth before swallowing it and taking yet another bite.
"They were not lying about the food here," he stated to Isa. "This is damned good."
For a short time, he didn't answer Isa's comments. They wanted to eat while the food was hot. Rather than have more Scotch, he ordered a seltzer.
He paused to address her comments.
"I cannot stay away much longer as I have been gone a good bit already," he explained, "but at least tonight we will rest well. Sadly, he will not be the last patient I lose. This one just hurt more than most as I knew him well."
He then returned to his meal.

He got maybe another bite before the waiter returned. "Sir, deck five, cabin 12 is one of our best if you want it."
He gave a short look to Isa before answering the waiter. He nodded, "I will take it."
He looked to her again with a weak smile. "And ice a bottle of the Gallic Wine in the room please."
"Yes, Sir," said the waiter as he bowed and left.

He then smiled at Isa. "Just following doctor's orders." He then took some time to finish his meal.

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